Nepeta and Clubs Deuce squealed like Japanese schoolgirls.
Best line in possibly anything ever.
You drawing that would be the best thing ever.
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OH, Wigmund that was hilariously beautiful.
How can the same person who write the horrors that are the Calfics write such things is beyond my comprehension.
That was brought up when I was switching between the TerrorCal fics and the early hybrid tales. I guess I'm just unstable.
EDIT: I edited 'First Snow' thanks to Jade's planet being unveiled as Land of Frost and Frogs.
Hwy guys. Um, I kind of want to do a longer fanfic with the whole AU and trolls as humans and in the past and crazy stuff going on, but I could use a little constructive criticism so all my efforts aren't one big flop. So, is there anyway you guys could offer me a little bit of advice? I posted two fics in this thread, a few pages back. Other than that, great work. Karoake Night, the Felt (new dark twist what) fics, My Future Self and Me, and all the other things I'm forgetting are excellent.
I'm taking that as a "no" on Rose's birthday. For that, you get sloppy lesbian interspecies makeouts. I hope you're satisfied.
Good Morning
Something warm sank onto the bed. "Wake up, Rose."
Rose shifted, burying her face deeper in the pillow. "Why would I do a silly thing like that?" she mumbled. Of course, since she was still half-asleep with a face full of pillow, it came out as "Whaidossillthinlikat?"
A soft hand brushed her hair back. "Because I am asking very nicely," her partner replied, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "And because you have overslept."
Rose's eyes snapped open, and she sat straight up in bed. Kanaya laughed. "Calm down. You are allowed to be less than perfect once in a while. Especially considering how late everyone stayed up last night for Dave's party."
The human fell back against the pillow, covering her face with her hands. "Was there really a five-way rap battle, or was that just some new hell cooked up by our favorite Elder Gods?"
"It was very real. Sollux recorded the whole thing, 'for pothteriity'." Rose could practically hear Kanaya's smirk. "I look forward to watching that one again."
"I look forward to forgetting about it as soon as possible. So... Dave's birthday was yesterday, which means..." Rose's thinking was always sluggish in the morning, but it was especially so at this moment.
"That today is yours." Rose lowered her hands to see Kanaya very close, smiling down tenderly. "Happy birthday, Rose."
Okay. Warm kisses were a very not-unpleasant way to wake up. "Mmm, and good morning to you too."
Kanaya laid her head beside Rose's on the pillow. "So, what do you want to do today? Keep in mind that you have very little actual choice in the matter."
Rose yawned, and smiled. "What do you have planned for me?"
"Well, Karkat is getting much better at cake-making, and I'm sure he would appreciate any chance to show off his new skill set. And of course, everyone has gifts."
"And your own plans?"
A dark green blush spread across Kanaya's cheeks. "Mine?"
"Yours."
"I have no plans in particular, dear."
"You do know you're the worst liar ever, right?" Kanaya looked away, and Rose tried harder. "Come on, miss sneakyfangs, tell me. Please?"
"... perhaps a new dress design or two. If you would like to try them on?" The hope in her eyes was staggering.
"You know I can't resist when you look at me like that." Another yawn. "Maybe coffee should come first, though."
The troll stood. "I'll get it." As she moved to the door, something made Rose sit up and say, "Kanaya-"
She turned. "Yes?"
"Just... thanks. Thank you. For this. For everything."
Apparently that was the right thing to say, because Rose soon found herself pushed back into bed.
Some time later, Rose wondered aloud, "What brought that on? I'll have to remember it."
"It was your own fault."
"Was it?"
"Yes. No one should look so perfectly kissable, especially before breakfast." Sigh. "We should stay here all day."
"Mmm, we should. But the others would be devastated." Pink lips explored the pointed tip of an ear.
"Crushed, no doubt." A shiver. "That is quite pleasant."
"Thank you." Rose smiled into her partner's shoulder. "Nevertheless, we should grace the others with our presence."
"So that they can grace you with your presents?" The troll dodged the pillow flung at her face. "Oh, I am sorry for that one, truly I am!"
"You should be." Rose sighed. "Go get me coffee and I might forgive you. Might."
Kanaya stood. "I can only pray for your mercy, oh great and powerful Seer." She was out the door before Rose could send the pillow her way again, her laughter echoing down the hall.
Rose fell back on her now pillowless bed. In bed with an alien in a lab on a rock in an alternate universe. Not a bad way to begin her fourteenth year, she decided.
The five-way rap battle was between Dave, Tavros, Gamzee, Equius and Vriska. It was everything you're imagining, and more.
How far the girls get in that fade-to-black is up to you. You sick freak.
I'm pretty sure it never got beyond sloppy makeouts.
Nested spoilers ftw!
Last edited by raequiem; 12-04-2010 at 09:20 PM.
Reason: Color fixin'
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I'm taking that as a "no" on Rose's birthday. For that, you get sloppy lesbian interspecies makeouts. I hope you're satisfied.
Good Morning
Something warm sank onto the bed. "Wake up, Rose."
Rose shifted, burying her face deeper in the pillow. "Why would I do a silly thing like that?" she mumbled. Of course, since she was still half-asleep with a face full of pillow, it came out as "Whaidossillthinlikat?"
A soft hand brushed her hair back. "Because I am asking very nicely," her partner replied, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "And because you have overslept."
Rose's eyes snapped open, and she sat straight up in bed. Kanaya laughed. "Calm down. You are allowed to be less than perfect once in a while. Especially considering how late everyone stayed up last night for Dave's party."
The human fell back against the pillow, covering her face with her hands. "Was there really a five-way rap battle, or was that just some new hell cooked up by our favorite Elder Gods?"
"It was very real. Sollux recorded the whole thing, 'for pothteriity'." Rose could practically hear Kanaya's smirk. "I look forward to watching that one again."
"I look forward to forgetting about it as soon as possible. So... Dave's birthday was yesterday, which means..." Rose's thinking was always sluggish in the morning, but it was especially so at this moment.
"That today is yours." Rose lowered her hands to see Kanaya very close, smiling down tenderly. "Happy birthday, Rose."
Okay. Warm kisses were a very not-unpleasant way to wake up. "Mmm, and good morning to you too."
Kanaya laid her head beside Rose's on the pillow. "So, what do you want to do today? Keep in mind that you have very little actual choice in the matter."
Rose yawned, and smiled. "What do you have planned for me?"
"Well, Karkat is getting much better at cake-making, and I'm sure he would appreciate any chance to show off his new skill set. And of course, everyone has gifts."
"And your own plans?"
A dark green blush spread across Kanaya's cheeks. "Mine?"
"Yours."
"I have no plans in particular, dear."
"You do know you're the worst liar ever, right?" Kanaya looked away, and Rose tried harder. "Come on, miss sneakyfangs, tell me. Please?"
"... perhaps a new dress design or two. If you would like to try them on?" The hope in her eyes was staggering.
"You know I can't resist when you look at me like that." Another yawn. "Maybe coffee should come first, though."
The troll stood. "I'll get it." As she moved to the door, something made Rose sit up and say, "Kanaya-"
She turned. "Yes?"
"Just... thanks. Thank you. For this. For everything."
Apparently that was the right thing to say, because Rose soon found herself pushed back into bed.
Some time later, Rose wondered aloud, "What brought that on? I'll have to remember it."
"It was your own fault."
"Was it?"
"Yes. No one should look so perfectly kissable, especially before breakfast." Sigh. "We should stay here all day."
"Mmm, we should. But the others would be devastated." Pink lips explored the pointed tip of an ear.
"Crushed, no doubt." A shiver. "That is quite pleasant."
"Thank you." Rose smiled into her partner's shoulder. "Nevertheless, we should grace the others with our presence."
"So that they can grace you with your presents?" The troll dodged the pillow flung at her face. "Oh, I am sorry for that one, truly I am!"
"You should be." Rose sighed. "Go get me coffee and I might forgive you. Might."
Kanaya stood. "I can only pray for your mercy, oh great and powerful Seer." She was out the door before Rose could send the pillow her way again, her laughter echoing down the hall.
Rose fell back on her now pillowless bed. In bed with an alien in a lab on a rock in an alternate universe. Not a bad way to begin her fourteenth year, she decided.
The five-way rap battle was between Dave, Tavros, Gamzee, Equius and Vriska. It was everything you're imagining, and more.
How far the girls get in that fade-to-black is up to you. You sick freak.
I'm pretty sure it never got beyond sloppy makeouts.
G1V3 1N TO YOUR 4NG3R 4ND T4K3 YOUR PL4C3 BY MY S1D3.
@raequieum: Nested spoilers for the moderator-pleasing win! I'm glad someone did something for Rose's birthday, it would have been a shame for her to lose out!
Oh my goodness guys, I just realized I forgot to post the lyrics to my filk song I wrote a while back. It's to the tune of 'I'll Make A Man Out of You' from Mulan.
I'll Make A Kismesis Out Of You
Let’s get down to business
To fill that pail
Do you feel true hatelove
Or will you fail?
You’re the saddest trolls
I’ve ever met
But you can bet
Before we’re through
You two, I’ll make a donor
Out of you!
Tranquil as an earthquake
But on fire within
Once you find that hatelove
You are sure to live
You’re a spineless, pale
Pathetic lot
And you haven’t got a clue
Some how I’ll make a donor
Out of you!
I’m never gonna find
Romance
Say goodbye to those
Who knew me!
Boy, it’ll be my end, my friend
For losing mates!
This guy’s got me
Scared to death
Hope he doesn’t see
Me hiding
Now I really wish that I
Had found true hate!
(To donate)
We must be loved like
The glorious warlord
(To donate)
With all the stink
Of a heap of dun
(To donate)
With all the luck
Of a four leaf clover
Mysterious as the
Bright side of the sun!
Time is racing toward us
Till the drone arrives
Heed my every order
And you might survive!
You’re unsuited for
The hate, like war
So pack up, be culled
You’re through
How could I make a donor
Out of you?
Oh my goodness guys, I just realized I forgot to post the lyrics to my filk song I wrote a while back. It's to the tune of 'I'll Make A Man Out of You' from Mulan.
I'll Make A Kismesis Out Of You
Let’s get down to business
To fill that pail
Do you feel true hatelove
Or will you fail?
You’re the saddest trolls
I’ve ever met
But you can bet
Before we’re through
You two, I’ll make a donor
Out of you!
Tranquil as an earthquake
But on fire within
Once you find that hatelove
You are sure to live
You’re a spineless, pale
Pathetic lot
And you haven’t got a clue
Some how I’ll make a donor
Out of you!
I’m never gonna find
Romance
Say goodbye to those
Who knew me!
Boy, it’ll be my end, my friend
For losing mates!
This guy’s got me
Scared to death
Hope he doesn’t see
Me hiding
Now I really wish that I
Had found true hate!
(To donate)
We must be loved like
The glorious warlord
(To donate)
With all the rage
Of a great typhoon
(To donate)
With all the luck
Of a four leaf clover
Mysterious as the
Bright side of the sun!
Time is racing toward us
Till the drone arrives
Heed my every order
And you might survive!
You’re unsuited for
The hate, like war
So pack up, be culled
You’re through
How could I make a donor
Out of you?
(Chorus x2)
Memorized: check
Sang outloud to confuse friends: to-be-checked
@Skaian: ...I might have already drawn it. It's pitiful.
@Kass: SHADDUP YOU. You make horrible things happen to her in the most beautiful way, and this entire thread is fangirling you for it. Never ever stop.
@Kat: Oh man I love it. I'm going to be singing that forever.
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Hey guess who's jumping on the Felt bandwagon, and bringing Dave with them?
It's me.
Record Scratch Part One: An Itch to Scratch
This is just fan-tucking-fastic. You’re all alone, on the husk of some dead planet, only it isn’t near as dead as you’d like it to be, cause you’ve been attacked five times already and oh goddammit now it’s raining. You briefly recall Aradia mentioning that Alternian rain was as thankfully rare as it was unfortunately acidic.
That is to say, very.
Oh and wouldn’t you know it, it eats right through your suit. It’s a good thing you made a bunch of these, otherwise, you’d be pretty fucking pissed off right now. As it is, you’ve already lost a little bit of your cool. But not all of it.
You lose a little bit more of your cool when you see the size of the mansion. Jegus, this place is big. You know that you’ll be outnumbered, and you have no idea where the fuck anything is in this place, but o big deal. John’s busy with Jack, Rose is dealing with the Tanglebuddies from Hell, and who knows where B. Slick whisked Jade off to. You certainly don’t, and that really isn’t helping you keep your cool.
As you step into the mansion, you switch out your suits in your sylladex. The comfortable cherry plush is replaced by scratchy licorice in the blink of an eye. Might as well dress the part, you think, and decide to add a matching hat to your get-up.
Now that you’re all dressed to go, you figure you should decide on your first stop. There are several clocks all around you, and the exits are all clearly marked ‘North’, ‘South’, and ‘Dennis’. You decide to-
wham
A blur of green and yellow, and you’re back outside on your ass, the rain burning through your suit. You should have guessed that he’d be the first one to show up.
Welp, you switch suits, and head back on in.
wham
Switch suits, head back in.
wham
Suits, back in.
wham
You’re beginning to think that your strategy needs a bit of re-thinking.
You step back up in the door way.
3…
2…
1.
You flash-step right as he charges. He goes skidding out into the rain, and you slam the door shut behind him.
bam
bam
bam
That door’s not going to hold out for long.
Taking stance with your sword held out right in front of you, you turn the blizzizzle nozzle and get ready to scrizzle this izzle. Fo’ rizzle.
blam
The door finally bursts open, and the speedy bastard comes running strait at you…
…r sword, and impales himself on it, the dumpass. Sliding the hunk of ice off the
blade, you take a moment, to extract his bright yellow cap. He owes you for the ones that got ruined in the rain.
Where were you? Ah, yes.
Time to get down to business.
1 ITCH SCRATCHED
1/15 HATS COLLECTED IRONICALLY
1/ 15 GREEN TORSOS DEAD
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